Chapter 282: Personal Guards (Medium)
In the blink of an eye, it has been August, and I have been on an errand in Cining Palace for more than a month. My knees are healed, but I can't stand for long. Fortunately, I was only responsible for cooking tea, and handed over the work of serving tea and pouring water to Ju Yan.
One day at noon, Ju Yan came back after serving Bumu Butai for lunch and told me that the Queen Mother was furious because of the emperor. After I inquired carefully, I learned that in order to prove that the little emperor Fulin was not a puppet emperor, he suddenly wanted to hold an autumn festival in the early dynasty. The emperor hunted, and the four seasons had a fixed name: spring is called "spring search", summer is called "summer seedling", autumn is called "autumn hunting", and winter is called "winter hunting". In the hunting of the four seasons, the "Mulan Autumn Harvest" is the largest.
Unexpectedly, the regent agreed and ordered the relevant departments to start preparations immediately. The emperor was still young and did not have a solid force in the court to protect himself, so it was no wonder that Bumu Butai was furious when he heard about it.
In fact, Bumu Butai is concerned about chaos. I believe that with Dorgon's affection for her, he would not be right to Fulin, and at most would take the opportunity to embarrass him. Even if Dorgon would hurt Fulin because of his power, he probably wouldn't choose to do anything about the event he personally agreed to and arranged.
But Bumu Butai can only sulk, and she has no power to return to heaven about what the emperor and the regent have agreed on.
In the Qianqing Palace, only Amber and the eunuch Wu Liangfu were mainly responsible for taking care of Fulin, but the emperor went out hunting, and he had to take care of food, clothing, housing and transportation, and it was obvious that they alone could not do it. So Bumu Butai transferred Ju Yan to the Qianqing Palace for Amber to send.
On August 20, in the name of the emperor, Dorgon ordered all the ministers to gather at the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors. With nine cannon shots, Fulin stepped onto the white dragon horse and waited for Dolgon's order to set off.
With Dolgon's order, the forward battalion composed of three hundred elite horsemen left the palace gate, followed by the emperor's honor guard: colored flags, brocade flags, palace maids, eunuchs, and leading ministers. After that, the Jianrui battalion composed of 1500 guards escorted the emperor on horseback out of the noon gate, behind him were Dolgon, the retinue of ministers, and finally the Shenji battalion and the tiger spear battalion composed of hunting masters selected from various banners, and behind the palace were 500 iron cavalry.
Watching the team leave in a majestic manner, I breathed a sigh of relief. Since entering the palace, I have been injured one after another, and I can't use mana to heal the wounds quickly, Ju Yan's departure allows me to temporarily relax my guard and focus on healing.
In the capital in August, the night is breezy and cool. Every time I practice, I would lean against the window and look at the moon. At this moment, the past comes to mind, and the most I think of is might. I don't know where he is at the moment, whether he is living a happy life with Xuemei. Every time I think of this, I feel extremely lost, and my nose is sour and I want to cry. It wasn't until this moment that I realized that every time I was separated from Might, I would subconsciously miss him, and even if I had tried so hard to get Dorgon's heart, I would think of him in my spare time.
It's just that I and Weiwu are all here! It is only when you lose it that you realize the preciousness of what you have. I'm really an out-and-out fool, I've been guarding that Dimon's gossip for thousands of years, and I actually wishfully think that I can renew my relationship with Chu Qing's reincarnation, but I ignore the people who really accompany me.
Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking. This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. Everything has passed, and I only have Mochizuki to send blessings. Guanmeng Xiaohua Network |. CoM|, the fastest update, I hope you can like it.
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